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2020-01-06 14:46:37 +01:00
Komsomol ditties
Sings, friend, song,
About the collective farm affairs.
As spring flowers
Our youth blossomed.
Beyond the river, beyond the Oka,
Green Christmas trees.
Tractor drivers have
Girls-komsomolochki.
Komsomol in our favor,
I am proud of the Komsomol,
I shock worker on the farm,
The Komsomol Record.
Dawn of gold in the sky,
Zorka brighter month
I am a young member of the Komsomol,
October of the same age.
Oh, the river, which
You have to swim.
I am a member of the Komsomol military,
I want to be an engineer.
Dear Poet our Pushkin,
It is a pity that we do not live
I wrote to you a poem
About the farm, about youth.
I kombaynorka Komsomol
I am wearing a red ribbon.
I fell in love with the Komsomol,
Komsomol treasure.
A lot of stars in the sky,
One brightest lights.
Many women soldiers girls.
Their country is my raises.
On such a happy life
Do not ever dreamed of.
Steel girls in Union
labor heroines.
Dear to the army leaves,
But I will sing sweet:
Take care of the land of the Soviets
Like love, like his mother!
How green firs,
How many branches in the garden,
And how many girls ready
To the defense and labor.
Dear to the army left,
I went to see off.
In parting ordered
At the border she does not doze off.